College Happenings

Peggy Hill is looking like a good spanish teacher right about now.

I am taking spanish 102 for my final class ever! Well, unless I get a masters, but that is not in my imediate future, so yeah for me I am almost done.

Eduardo is my spanish teacher. He is from Peru. He is nice and all and has a knack for drawing on the whipe board, but please speak a little english.

I don’t even know the difference in preterite and perfect/imperfect nouns or verbs in english, so how am I supposed to get it in spanish.

Read the book over and over I guess. It is starting to sink in, I think.

It is so sunny and nice here! I want to be out floating the river. But the water is not quite warm enough and it needs to get a little lower so that all the snags and jams can be seen.

I can lounge in the shade though, that is better than nothing. Wading in the ditch cools me off too.

It is kind of sad to go out by the ditch and not see any ducks. Chris and I walk back there every day like the ducks might be there, but there is no one. Even the goats haven’t been around. Maybe that is why Daryl is acting crabby. He is sad because he has no animals to hang out with.

Sometimes I feel that way. Lately I have been feeling like all my true friends, the ones who really know me and accept me are just too far away.

My friends here are great most of the time, but sometimes I get the feeling that they think I am too much. Maybe only Wyoming girls can understand other Wyoming girls. Then again, maybe I am too much.

Even if I am too much, I know that my friends from home don’t mind.

Now I have got to take all too much of myself outside, it is too nice.

I finished my first five weeks of summer school today. Thank goodness. That was just too much.

Now I have five more weeks to go. Only Espanol. Yeah!

It is getting to hot to be sitting in class. I want to be on the river.

I’ll be done with class every day with plenty of daylight left for fun in the sun.

Ealier this week a skunk ( I think) took my duck Gary and killed him. Gary’s wife was devestated. She kept walking around the house crying. Her quack was different, quieter. She would lay in front of our door and look terribly depressed.

Knowing that ducks have to have a partner I called my friend Brad, who has lots of ducks, to see if he would take her.

He said yes.

So this morning Chris and I took her over to Brad’s place. He has a huge pond and she was happy about that right away. Then a big boy duck came swimming over and jumped on top of her. He didn’t waste any time with small talk. He stayed on her forever, untill I thought she was going to drown. I know that is how ducks do it, but he was little out of control I thought. So when they got close to shore Chris pushed the boy duck off of Gary’s wife.

Then she got to eat and swim around and started making happy sounds. The boy duck started talking to her and she decided to follow him.

I am sad that we have no more ducks, but I am happy that she has a nice new home.

How come we choose from just two people to run for
president and over fifty for Miss America?

Yesterday I won a radio contest. Two half-sammies and two fountain drinks! Woo Hoo!

Winning something free is winning something free.

The best part was that I knew the answer to a question, and I learned the info in school.

The question was in 1966 Stokely Charmichael became the president of SNCC. What does SNCC stand for?

I knew the answer, do you?

On another note, one of my ducks was kidnapped last night and taken to her death. If you have any information regarding this crime please let me know.

Why do people stay with people who are not good for them?

I guess I know the answer, because I stayed in relationships longer than I should have.

I have a friend who is just beautiful and sweet and kind and all around good. She is dating a very unnatractive butthead. Yeah, he is nice to me and all, but he doesn’t make her as happy as she should be. I always tell her she is settling. She knows it’s true, but she won’t ditch his ass. I personally think she doesn’t want to be alone.

Now, I don’t have so much experience in the dating department, I had maybe two boyfriends in highschool and two serious ones before I met my perfect man. But, I think what makes me a good advisor is that I went through the yucky ones and now have literally the man of my dreams.

After highschool, all of my friends had boyfriends and half of them were getting married. I was hanging out with this guy and thought he’d be a decent boyfriend. He wasn’t that attractive, or smart, but I thought he would apprecriate me more, cause I was out of his league. At first he treated me good, then his loser side began to appear. After about two months of being with him, I knew I should leave him, but I didn’t. He got in my head and I didn’t think anyone else could like me. He would say things like, “All of my friends don’t know why I am with you, they think you are such a bitch, and they don’t think you are pretty.” I would beleive him. Over time my self esteem got really low.

Then one day after being with him about a year one of my friends asked me why I stayed with him. I didn’t know. But I told her that I would know when it was time to leave. Then one day as the guy was telling me how my schedule was going to be, that he was going to stay with me every other night and I had to check in when he wasn’t with me. I just knew. It clicked. I told him no that I didn’t love him and he needed to leave. He threw a hammer at me. Nice huh.

He continued to stalk me for a while, but I knew I had made the right choice.

Then, I met a guy who was nice and good looking. He was very jealous and controlling though. He didn’t beat my self esteem down, but he still wasn’t right for me. I stayed with him for two LONG years untill I moved to Montana. He didn’t come with me and I realized how happy I was away from him. He is a good person and a good friend, just not the person for me.

Then I met Chris, and not to sound cheesy, but he really does complete me. He is not perfect, he cusses to much and smokes and spends a lot of time working on cars, but he fits me. He is perfect for me.

I believe that there is someone perfect for my friend out there. She just has to know she deserves better.

So, if you are with someone who isn’t your perfect match, ditch them. Life is too short to hang out with a jerk just so you have someone.

This is from The Smoking Gun

MAY 31–A New York woman was arrested today for allegedly having sex with a 16-year-old boy whose suspicious mother called cops when he showed up one day driving a Mercedes-Benz that he said was a gift from the woman. According to Nassau County cops, Lisa Frodella, a 39-year-old married mother of two, had “multiple sexual encounters” with the boy, including trysts this year at Long Island hotels. Frodella, pictured below in a Nassau County Police Department mug shot, has been charged with two counts of rape and two counts of criminal sexual act. The Benz, a 2002 model, was subsequently sold by Frodella, though it is unclear whether she took the car back from the boy or whether he returned the vehicle.